Lin Chong was still immersed in the deliciousness of Xiaolongbao and took the time to answer his question: "Nothing will happen, that old guy has more thieves than you."
Sure enough, it didn't take long for the young eunuch on duty to report that Mr. Qian had fainted due to lack of physical strength and had been taken back by his servants.
Lin Chong waved his hand to indicate that he understood, and then gave Wang Chengen a look that said, "Look, I knew it." Wang Chengen raised his hand in admiration: "Your Majesty is wise."
As the saying goes, after eating and drinking, Lin Chong remembered that he had not seen the beauty yet.
"Is Uncle Ping Xi back?" Lin Chong squinted his eyes.
Wang Chengen could tell at a glance what his plan was: "According to the news from Dong Fang, the army should arrive tomorrow morning."
Lin Chong nodded: "Let's go and steal some incense while the rightful owner is away. Let's also see what kind of beauty this beauty is that can make Wu Sangui and the Sixth Army remain silent even though they are weeping. She can be so angry that her beauty turns into a beauty."
Wang Chengen was surprised: "What do you mean, a rage turns into beauty? How come I have never heard of it? Is there any story?"
Lin Chong glanced at him sideways: "Sure enough, the lack of male hormones means it's not good. The gossip is no less than that of the aunties dancing in the square."
Although Wang Chengen did not understand the meaning of male hormones and dancing in the square at all, this did not prevent him from understanding the sarcasm in Lin Chong's words, and his face turned dark when he flicked his sleeves.
Seeing that the person was annoyed, Lin Chong couldn't help but say something bad. At the same time, he coughed a few times and went up to explain: "Ahem, is it a beauty to be angry at Guan Guan? It was something recorded in the books at that time. That is to say, Wu Sangui
I originally planned to fight against the Qing Dynasty together with Li Zicheng, but when I learned that Li Zicheng’s men had occupied Chen Yuanyuan, I was furious and worked with the Manchu Qing Dynasty to put Li Zicheng away.”
Wang Chengen marveled: "Is he just doing it for a woman? He ignored the country and the country and went to seek refuge with the Manchus."
Lin Chong touched his chin: "Who knows, maybe, or maybe not, maybe he has already wanted to seek refuge with the Manchus. Chen Yuanyuan was just his excuse, or the straw that broke the camel's back."
Wang Chengen was completely helpless against this sometimes brooding and sometimes unreliable emperor, and he continued to speak calmly: "It seems that this person is not worthy of trust at any time."
Lin Chong responded with a hum, raised his head and asked, "Isn't it here yet?"
Manager Wang, who couldn't keep up with the emperor's thinking:...
After Lin Chong took over Chen Yuanyuan and Wu Sangui's family, he was very worried about where to place them. He originally wanted to put them in the palace. The place was big and close, so it was easy to take care of them.
After thinking about it, I felt that it was inappropriate. This might cause Wu Sangui to misunderstand, and it might be counterproductive. When the time comes, he would also get angry at himself. Lin Chong couldn't bear this kind of blow.
Finally, at Mu Xi's suggestion, Lin Chong placed Chen Yuanyuan in Fayuan Temple outside the city. Fayuan Temple was built in the Tang Dynasty and was very popular. The abbot of the temple was a well-educated monk and he was easy to talk to.
Lin Chong sent Mu Xi to discuss it politely with him, and then he safely placed Chen Yuanyuan in Fayuan Temple.
Chen Yuanyuan has lived in Fayuan Temple for more than a year, but she has never come to visit her. It is really a sin.
Lin Chong silently recited that space is color, color is space, and his eyes were glowing green, which Wang Chengen couldn't bear to look at. He asked the abbot where Chen Yuanyuan lived and took Lin Chong there.
Even though he had made a lot of mental preparations, Lin Chong was still really surprised.
The woman who stood in front of him with a slight nod was not wearing any gorgeous clothes or expensive accessories. She was dressed in commoner clothes and had no makeup on her hairpin, and she stood before him neither humble nor overbearing. Although she was very respectful, she didn't have much fear. She was probably the one who
Due to his status, he must have met many important people who are either rich or noble.
After the salute, Chen Yuanyuan stood there quietly, like a peony wrapped in cloth with dew on it, with slender eyebrows and a hint of natural softness, and her every move had a certain charm.
In Huanhuali, Gusu, the family home has small round characters called Jiaoluoqi.
I dreamed that I was traveling to Fu Chai's garden, and the palace maids came to welcome the king.
Lin Chong shook his head and sighed: "One dendrobium pearl connects with thousands of dendrobium flowers, and the clouds in the slanting valley reach deep into the painting building."
Wang Chengen glanced at him, but he didn't expect that this boy would turn into a talented man after seeing a beauty.
Lin Chong looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle, pretending to be handsome, and glanced at Chen Yuanyuan out of the corner of his eye. He saw that she really looked at him with a sad look on her face and then quickly lowered her head.
"I don't know why the Holy One suddenly came."
Lin Chong withdrew his gaze and instantly turned into a gentle and talented person: "It's just because I saw the madam that I felt it. Madam, don't mind."
Chen Yuanyuan lowered her head: "I don't dare."
Lin Chong's face was soft: "I'm here today to tell you good news. Tomorrow Ping Xibo can return to Beijing, and then I will ask him to pick up your family and reunite them, so you don't have to live such a life of wandering.
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Chen Yuanyuan suddenly raised her head, with a look of surprise that could not be concealed, and the corners of her eyes and eyebrows were dyed with a bright color: "Really? Sir, he is coming back, tomorrow..."
Lin Chong looked at the peonies that suddenly came to life and couldn't help but sigh that Wu Sangui was so beautiful.
Chen Yuanyuan was excited and soon recovered from her shock. She knelt down in front of Lin Chong: "Your Majesty's great kindness, Yuanyuan can't repay him. If there is someone Yuanyuan can help in the future, he will definitely die without mercy."
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Lin Chong smiled and helped him up: "I didn't do anything. If you really want to thank me, let Ping Xibo thank the soldiers who brought you back. Speaking of which, I still want to thank you. You are my great matchmaker.
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Chen Yuanyuan was stunned for a moment, but then she quickly came to her senses, with a look of shame on her face: "Is the Holy One talking about Miss Yuan?"
Lin Chong nodded, and then expressed his gratitude solemnly: "Thank you for saving Qingfang at that time, and thank you for giving me the opportunity to meet her."
Chen Yuanyuan smiled, and when she smiled, it made people feel that the sky became brighter for no reason: "I deserved death for my crime. It was a coincidence that I saved Miss Yuan. I didn't do anything extraordinary. As for her and Your Majesty,
You two are a perfect match, but I, the matchmaker, deserve it."
After all, Yuan Qingfang went to assassinate the emperor at that time, and a strange combination of circumstances led to a friendship between the two. Even if Chen Yuanyuan was the one who pulled the strings, she would not dare to take credit for it. Finding someone to assassinate the emperor would be a crime worthy of death.
Lin Chong waved his hand, leaned over and whispered: "Don't worry Yuanyuan, I won't pursue Qingfang as the assassin, let alone you, the person who introduced her. The merits and demerits are equal, and there is no need to mention this matter in the future."
Chen Yuanyuan took a deep breath and understood that the emperor intended to protect Yuan Qingfang and did not want others to know about it.